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Surface of arts

by Malnoïa

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    Includes the 3 trays digipack version, with 16 pages leaflet. Artwork by Kensaku Tsuji, Pierre Mottron & Audrey Bastard. Shiped with stickers and printed poster-press file of the album.

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    Get all 10 La mais°n releases available on Bandcamp and save 35%.

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of Eleanor Shine, It will be dark when we get there Remixs, It will be dark when we get there, Bankrobber, Jour de marché, Surface of arts, Myosotis, Maison, and 2 more. , and , .

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Time's 03:45
The clock, ringing midnight Urges us to reminisce About our vanishing fight Against time's stateliness Ironical solecism Chronos to me is a curse The Sword of Damocles And an ersatz damnation I multiply my dreams Not to face my schism I hate you passive listeners For your massive ignorance Looking away while time passes Is beyond my contrivance The clock, ringing ,urges me to reminisce About my vanishing fight
No longer myself in here I just can't stand to be normal The crowd's kisses of pestilence And the blacked remains of our influence Make these hours long to go Make my imagination go crescendo And I'm no longer myself in here I know I just can't stand to be normal Number 8 in the eleventh row But you're like me Hauntingly narky Now pretentious Now agonized I can read into your eyes No longer myself in here I just can't stand to be normal This is a pledge for autarchy And we'll bleakly chant for autocracy So come along, muzzled of course And sing By way of afterword No longer myself in here I just can't stand to be normal As always
Carousel 04:03
Write Erase Recite Replace Ignite Deep space Hold tight Gun case Geometry All around me 30 feet square Of soliloquy Walking with Quinn In City of Glass Drawing maps at random In the inertial mass 8 hours have passed Since my ultimate collapse Walking with Quinn In City of Glass Write Erase Recite Replace
We will stop for a moment Just the time to breath Just the time to write our expression and speak our emotions All the pictures i see are from another world With a well stronger color from a better world
Not at all times would this have been enjoyable Standing beside him on a bridge Dividing a mutual past midnight On the Bridge of Sighs The quiet waters of Venice and its tangle of lanes Reveals a hideous, shifty sight Another ghostly appearance. From the cornices of my palace and smothers a squeal of delight In my eternal residence I used to witness ominous quarrels That ended up in the canals I can still remember my sudden obsession For any piece of information A sulky trespasser's transformation the mean sensation of confession Today my grey hair embody the archives of the Past Again he returns to his punctual haze Midnight Yet strangely my memories are dying fast Such a peculiar gloom must provoke rumor and death But it is all stupefaction, nevertheless weather, time and place What mattered to me was his face But it is all stupefaction, nevertheless Nevertheless I cast his features out When I come to realize That I've always enjoyed the spectacle. I'm such a dying race On the Bridge of Sighs
I have a sort of melancholy, satisfaction in being here Not really what I had foreseen Racking my brain, slumped in that train Trying to make a difference between me and them Another moral dilemma Are we faking triviality Speak louder I can't hear ya How I love that cacophony! My independence is a fiction I have multiple addiction Yesterday full of hatred like no other Today eager to be a father All in all It makes no sense If you take a look in our direction You will all see a pleasant image If correctness is our public version It's totally different backstage
Schism 04:29
I arose from the box of Pandore And as my pathetic brothers, who are strangers and nothing more, I am but a conceited plague So, indeed, the feeling of mental discomfort is vague My mind selects her own society I can't help it There is a pair of us inside of me But no contentment
Twinkle 04:55


Malnoïa's first album, Surface of arts, is an incredibly mature work : haunting melodies, rich orchestration, delicate sounds… An album backed up by voices, sometimes floating, sometimes on the razor’s edge. Somewhere in-between meticulous electronic and luminous pop, Surface of arts succeeds in creating magic that captivates from the first notes.

Premier album de Malnoïa, Surface of arts fait déjà preuve d'une incroyable maturité : mélodies entêtantes, richesse des orchestrations, précision des sons... Un album servi en outre par la présence des voix, tantôt aériennes, tantôt sur le fil du rasoir. Entre électronique méticuleuse et musique pop lumineuse, Surface of arts parvient à créer une magie qui captive dès les premières notes.


released October 5, 2009

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La mais°n Amiens, France

Focusing on electronic music, the label's major desire is to be innovative, offbeat and experimental… We produce and distribute our own highly personal, often surprising, and always deftly crafted work, seeking to create new spaces for creativity and originality. ... more

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